Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 184 Is She Really Still Alive

“While there’s life, there’s hope?” This was simply the biggest irony to Deirdre.

She had been trying to live with great effort all this time, yet in exchange for her effort, she had been

dragged into this hell of despair.

“My mother is dead, and I’ve been turned into this creature. You tell me… What else is there to hope

for?”

She loathed Sam for saying ‘while there’s life, there’s hope’ so easily. ‘Can’t he see that all that is left of

my life is darkness?”

“Are you still lying to me at this point?” Deirdre looked at him with hatred and despair. “Why didn’t you

bring her with you if she is still alive? Brendan, does keeping me in the dark and using my mother to

have a hold over me give you a sense of achievement?”

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Her hysterical episode made Brendan’s eyes redden, and he felt suffocated.

He had not wanted Ophelia to die.

But if he were to acknowledge her death, he would not only need to admit his mistake, but Deirdre

would lose her hope to live too. She would loathe him and defy him for the rest of her life.

He did not wish for that to happen at all.

“I told you. Is it necessary for me to lie to you? Would it be possible to get Ophelia out of the hospital so

she can see you within such a short time? Listen to this if you don’t believe me!” Brendan pulled out his

phone and said, “This is a voice clip recorded and sent by the hospital.”

He tapped the play button and Ophelia’s aged voice came from his phone’s speaker, accompanied by

electrostatic noise. “My daughter? She’s adorable and very kind. She just spends way too little time

with me, and I haven’t seen her around much. I miss her very much, but others keep telling me that my

child has already grown up, so she can’t keep me company frequently. That’s why I don’t have the

courage to call her. I’m not asking for much. It would be nice if she came to see me when she

remembers me…”

The wind on the balcony was very strong, but the voice coming from the voice clip was unusually clear.

Deirdre broke down into tears.

Brendan said, “That’s Ophelia, right? You’re her daughter, so you must certainly recognize her voice.”

Deirdre sobbed. “Is she really still alive?”

Brendan’s dark eyes turned darker, and his tone turned icy abruptly. “I told you that I would never lie to

you. You’re the one who refused to believe me!”

Sam stood aside, his expression slightly unpleasant.

He had been on the flight too, so he was well aware of how the voice clip had been acquired. It was at

voice recording made by Ophelia’s doctor while she had still been alive. It had been unintentionally.

recorded initially, yet it actually served a purpose now.

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But was this really good for Deirdre?

Deirdre curled herself up, her eyes glistening

“So it turns out that Ophelia is still alive. She is still alive and well. I didn’t cause her death.”

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meet her then?

Brendan furrowed his eyebrows and answered, “Soon”

“Give me an exact time.” Deirdre was no fool either. She would not wait indefinitely, as she found those

days to be tormenting.

Brendan took a deep breath. Upon seeing Deirdre’s empty gaze and the tears on her face, he

suppressed his anger with great effort and said, “I can’t give you an exact time but I will arrange a

meeting between you and Ophelia in the next two weeks.”

“Really?” Deirdre leaned on Brendan’s arm, tears welling up in her eyes. “Brendan, don’t lie to me

this… time…”

Deirdre collapsed on the ground loudly when she uttered that last word.

“Deirdre!”

“Ms. McKinnon!”

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